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"It's your left hand's turn!"

Everyone else stared wide-eyed in shock.

Who exactly was this young man? In the span of a single breath, he had beaten Third Brother until he had no strength to fight back.

Crack!

Another crisp sound of bone breaking rang out. Everyone felt their hearts lurch.

In a flash, Tang Yan had broken Third Brother's hands and feet.

A Yellow Rank Eighth Grade expert was actually so helpless before this youth!

No one doubted that if Third Brother had not struck first with that palm, he might not even have had the chance to make a move.

"Ah!"

Only now did Third Brother feel the terrible pain. He screamed until his voice seemed to tear apart.

"Don't be in such a hurry to scream. There's still one left."

Tang Yan spoke calmly, as though he were discussing some trivial matter. His foot rose again and kicked toward the space between Third Brother's legs.

Pfft!

No one knew whether that was truly the sound of something precious shattering, but every man present, Chang Ying included, felt a chill between his legs.

"Ah!"

Third Brother let out another shriek that could shock heaven and make ghosts weep. Then his head tilted, and he fainted.

"Uncle, am I qualified to steal your things now?" Tang Yan asked with a smile.

"Gulp-"

Qing Lang swallowed with some difficulty.

Though his cultivation had already reached Black Rank First Grade, even he could not cripple Third Brother in a single exchange. Just how terrifying was this young man's strength?

Worse still, this brat's methods were so ruthless that even Qing Lang, who had long lived with his head on the edge of a blade, felt a chill in his heart.

However, this youth's strength did not seem to have reached Black Rank. Qing Lang steadied himself slightly and narrowed his eyes.

"Little brother, as the saying goes, a gentleman does not seize another's treasured possession. Since this White Wolf King was killed by me, it naturally belongs to me. If you want it, you may buy it. But if you mean to take it by force, I fear the blade on my back will not agree."

Qing Lang's tone was still firm, but his earlier arrogance had faded.

This brat who had appeared out of nowhere was already terrifyingly strong. Beside him stood Wan Fei, a Black Rank Second Grade expert. If they truly fought, even if Qing Lang's side won, it would be a bitter victory.

"Bullshit!" Tang Yan cursed. "Didn't you hear what I said just now? This White Wolf King was my pet. Since you admit you killed it, then pay compensation. A Third-Rank Spirit Beast that understood human nature, understood human speech, and obeyed my commands is priceless. Since ignorance makes you fearless, and since I happen to have a bodhisattva's heart, I won't ask for too much. Thirty million taels of silver will do."

Pfft!

Qing Lang nearly spat blood.

He was usually arrogant and overbearing, and people behind his back all called him savage and unreasonable. But let heaven and earth judge fairly-compared to this fellow in front of him, who exactly was the unreasonable one?

The White Wolf King was his pet?

His pet was dead, yet he showed no grief at all. Instead, he had casually dug out its Beast Core.

And now he wanted compensation. Thirty million taels of silver, at that!

Listen to that. Was that even human speech?

If he had thirty million taels of silver, why would he have risked his life and come all this way?

"It seems little brother is unwilling to give me face."

Qing Lang was no kind soul. Tang Yan's attitude stirred the ferocity in his bones. He clenched his teeth and snorted coldly.

"Since you insist on this, don't blame me for not giving you face. Brothers, attack!"

The remaining four men felt conflicted.

Originally, there had only been Wan Fei and Chang Ying on the other side. They had thought victory was already in their grasp and felt no pressure at all.

But then this brat had suddenly jumped out and crippled Third Brother in a single exchange.

Others might not know Third Brother's strength, but they did. Third Brother was a true Yellow Rank Eighth Grade expert.

With such terrifying strength before them, who would dare risk his life and charge forward?

And Wan Fei, though already heavily injured, was still a genuine Black Rank Second Grade expert. She was even less someone they could contend with.

"Second Brother, Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, kill this brat together. I'll cut down that woman! Little Six, go finish off Chang Ying. Finish the battle quickly!"

They were brothers who had fought together for many years. Qing Lang gave his orders swiftly.

"Kill!"

Upon hearing the order, three men immediately rushed toward Tang Yan.

Facing their attacks, Tang Yan did not panic.

He had fought more than a thousand wolves before and survived, hadn't he?

Besides, whether in strength or technique, Tang Yan held an enormous advantage.

Drawing in a breath of True Qi, Tang Yan did not even use a martial skill. Instead, he chose the close-quarters killing methods he had honed among the wolf pack.

Bang, bang, bang!

Tang Yan threw three punches in succession.

The first struck one man's wrist and stopped his attack. Then Tang Yan pressed forward, moving as fast as lightning, and sent his second punch straight toward the man's throat.

The throat was a vital point. After taking Tang Yan's heavy blow there, the man had already fainted.

Even so, Tang Yan did not hesitate. He added another heavy punch to the man's chest.

This was not a needless move, but experience gained from fighting wolves.

Many wolves, once they sensed their opponent was strong, would collapse after taking a blow and feign death. Then, when the enemy let down his guard, they would seize the chance to deliver a fatal strike.

Tang Yan had suffered that lesson before. Naturally, he would not be fooled again.

Thus, Second Brother, the first to rush over, lay on the ground, his life or death unknown.

At the same time, Fourth Brother had already reached Tang Yan's back. A heavy blade came chopping straight down.

It was as if Tang Yan had eyes behind him. With Phantom Step beneath his feet, he retreated diagonally backward, his figure appearing eerily behind Fourth Brother.

Bang, bang, bang!

Again, three punches in succession.

Every punch struck Fourth Brother's vital points. Fourth Brother spat blood and fell straight to the ground.

Two experts had both been unable to withstand a single blow before this young man.

Fifth Brother, who had originally meant to charge in, now stood there with both legs trembling.

"Stop dawdling. Lie down and rest."

Tang Yan's figure flashed like lightning. With a few heavy punches, he casually knocked Fifth Brother unconscious as well.

The others had been quietly watching Tang Yan's side of the fight.

This young man who had suddenly appeared had thrown great uncertainty into what should have been the Green Wolf Group's certain victory.

When they saw Tang Yan cripple three Green Wolf Group experts in just a few exchanges, the expressions on both sides became starkly different.

Chang Ying and Wan Fei-whom Tang Yan had called Auntie-were naturally overjoyed.

As for the only two people left in the Green Wolf Group, their faces had already turned ashen.

With such a terrifying person here, how were they supposed to fight?

"Uncle, are you paying the thirty million or not?"

After dealing with the three men, Tang Yan sat to the side and called out, "Judging by that poor, shabby look of yours, I'm guessing you can't afford it anyway."

Hearing Tang Yan's words, Qing Lang was frustrated beyond words.

Where had this freak come from? How had he run right into him?

"Since you don't have the money to pay, you can only repay it with your life. Auntie, though you're injured, your strength is still there. Don't be afraid. You can definitely beat him. Bring out your momentum. Look three inches to Qing Lang's right. See that opening? Hit it hard."